Sunday, March 29, 2009

When I was little, I was always shy around my older relatives. I remember my Dad wanting to take a picture of me with my Pop Pop, and here he is trying to get me closer to him by bribing me with a tablet of paper- which didn't work. Then I distinctly remember my Dad promising to let me take a picture with his camera if I would just go and hug Grandpop. Somewhere there exists a picture of me hugging him, but I distinctly remember as soon as Dad snapped that picture, it ended the roll of film, thus ending my career as a professional photographer before it even began.

Which instead, launched me head first into the world of paper- to which I have no complaints, nor regrets.